An angelic being of pure kindness and love
Wings that are big and soft
Bright and fluffy
Fragile, yet powerful
A dress made of silk
Softer than silk
Comforting and pleasing to the eye
Her hair being long and flowing
White as clouds
Soft as silk
Her eyes pitch black
Empty
Sad
Her halo around her neck
Choking her
Like a chain
Her lips, cherry red
Soft like cotton
Sweet like candy
Her voice angelic
Comforting like a nurse
Motherly almost
She is perfect
But she's not
She's sad
In a constant state of depression
Constantly crying
Constantly mourning
Constantly grieving
Over seemingly nothing
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33 in 1
PoetryRandom poems that I think of from scenarios and conversations that 33 voices in my head say and do
